Leela Fantasy Futurama. Leela rose from the captain's chair of the planet express ship, cursing as she came into land and powered down its engines "Stupid assholes, can't trust any of em to do their damn jobs..." She grumbled, marching off the bridge and heading for the cargo bay. Grabbing the package the crew were supposed to have delivered several days a...
My normally shy wife Carol had reluctantly taken over my male massage clients after I’d been crippled from the waist down. Being jealous I drilled a spy hole to watch her and after weeks of straightforward massages a client exposed himself to her and asked for a hand job, which she refused. But our finances were so bad she obliged him the next time. Amazin...
In the end, our first day of work together turned out to be a mix of relief and frustration. The relief came when Nancy was able to interact with my coworkers without any embarrassing flubs. I was able to prompt her with bits of knowledge about each person but none of the conversations were very deep. If anyone noticed anything out of the ordinary, they didn...
You wake up, or at least the closest thing to waking up. All around you is a bright, searing light. It has no source yet it burns with a raging heat, as if sentient, that you want desperately to avoid but you cannot close your eyes. You reach to cover your face but you find you have no arms, nor even a face. You can feel your body, every nerve ending shatter...
In chapter 1 if you have read it.(You will only really understand this chapter if you have read chapter1) (I hope) I was transformed into a fuck-slut whore at the "GENDER BENDER" and through drinking the liqueurs I was given I passed out. When I awoke I felt very strange. I was sitting on one of the couches and sat next to me on either side were two young m...
Leela stood under the hot stream of water in her apartment. She liked to take a hot shower each day before work, it relaxed her. Leela stood there enjoying the feeling of the warm water for one last moment before stepping out, The shower turning itself off automatically. The purple haired mutant stood in her bathroom being automatically blow dried. She sto...
(Author’s note: I’m going to try something weird here. The story is public and I’m going to try to be as hands off as possible, meaning I won’t post very many chapters. I’ll fix typos where I see them but the rest is up to ya’ll. Let’s see those imaginations work.) Chances are if you had any sort of childhood where “What ifs” took place you’ll have heard thi...
As the sunlight hits Inga's bedroom the lovely blonde stirs. She opens her eyes and looks at the clock, seeing its after 9 am. Inga can feel the sleeping youngster against her back, his spent cock wedged in between her ass cheeks. The sexy milf can feel his arm around her holding her against him. She loves the feeling of waking up with a sexy 18 year old boy...
One of my most erotic fantasies is the idea of a ritual impregnation ceremony. I have often wondered why this idea is such a strong and powerful image for me. The whole idea of making babies as a spiritual or religious experience is something I find intriguing and an incredible turn on. There are scenes in a number of movies that bring that image out for me...
Following chapter 3 concerning the events in which Veronica might stop being my Mistress and may be passed onto Claire as my new one, I start my morning knowing that my life can change in an abrupt way. ****** After reading Veronica's note, I had breakfast and get through the pending house work I have and start to wonder what my life could be like if I liv...